The biggest problem with this amigurumi Valkyrie, I think, is that once you see it, you’ll never be able to listen to Wagner’s Ring with a straight face ever again: the moment you hear Siegfried’s perplexed “Das ist kein Mann!” you’ll see him in your mind’s eye pulling little Brünnhilde’s yarn, and you’ll bust out laughing.

Disclosure: I do, in fact, own a copy of the complete Ring: Solti’s, on Decca, on rather a lot of vinyl discs, bought the year I turned twenty-one. I also have Deryck Cooke’s Introduction, which is likely the only reason I comprehended as much of it as I did.